Arthur chuckles and moves closer to Eames, returning his tender kiss with a soft exhale. "You did promise," he teases, cupping his jaw before biting playfully at his bottom lip.

"Want to pick up lunch or head back?" They had an off-the-grid flat from before they went 'legit', under as deep of an alias as they could produce between them. Occasionally, they'd meet up with an old friend or two of theirs but he hadn't made a call yet.

They had time and he wanted to spend a few solid days with just Eames and not entirely working their legit jobs. Eames could paint. Arthur could take a freelance gig but mostly he wanted to spend as much time as he could with Eames naked and alone.